Not so number one

Hi my name is Hannah and I get bullied, a lot. I'm still trying to understand why. I mean, I think I treat people right, and never bullied anyone else. Yet Harry and his friends seem to think it's cute or funny or what ever to bully me. I want them to stop hurting me. I want them to stop calling me names. I want them to stop embarrassing me. But mostly... I want them to stop avoiding an answer.


28. Chapter twentyseven

Hannah's POV

I woke up in Harry's arms in a small, dark, cold room. Harry was still asleep, so I tried not to wake him. I tried to stand up and didn't have much luck. I fell over in so much pain. I accidentally woke Harry up. He looked concerned and picked me up.

"What happened?" He asked me.

"I tried to stand up and fell over." I looked at my side, it was bleeding, badly. Harry saw it too and looked really worried. I lied down on the floor and took a deep breath. I was in a lot of pain so I was trying to calm myself down. I didn't even know why I was in a lot of pain, I didn't know why I was bleeding. I thought Harry might know, so I asked him about it.

"Um, Harry..."


"Do you, do you know why I'm bleeding?" Harry gave me a confused look, then his eyes grew.

"That's a joke right?" He asked me.

"Not really." He seemed really worried, I wish I knew why.

"Well your side is bleeding because-, wait, do you even know where you are?" He wondered.


"Do you remember anything that happened in the past two days?"

"Not at all." His eyes grew big again and he gulped. "Why are you so worried?"

"Because they have beaten you to the point that you don't remember anything!"

"Wait, what?"

"I cant believe they did this to you." He started to pace back and forth.

"Harry will you please explain to me whats going on?"

"While we were hanging out at my house we were kidnapped and yesterday the kidnappers beat you. Apparently pretty bad, I mean you cant remember anything!"

"Harry calm down, I can remember everything up until.... the time we arrived at your house. I don't remember anything after that. I haven't forgotten everything."

"But who knows what will happen next, there not done yet. What if you get knocked out the next time and wake up not remembering who you are?" I realized why he was so worried. I started to worry too, I mean Harry was right. Who knows what will happen next. I could wake up the next time and not remember anything, I could not wake up at all. A door flying open disrupted my thoughts. A low mumbling voice make it's way down the steps, Harry quickly cuffed us to a pole.

"Why would you do that?" I questioned him.

"You'll see." He warned me.

"Is this the person who beat me?" Harry nodded his head. The voice stopped talking and walked over to me. I was getting really scared, apparently this person beat me. He picked me up by the collar of my shirt, I could smell the alcohol in his breath before he started talking to me.

"Listen here you little ass, I'm going to take you upstairs and you are going to do as I say." I nodded my head because I didn't want to be beat anymore. He undid my cuffs and pulled me by my hair. He dragged me up two flights of stairs and shoved me in a bedroom. I fell over because my side was still bleeding pretty badly. He stood over me and yelled at me to stand up. I tried as hard as I could, but fell every time.

"I said get up you little bastard!" I tried one more time and slowly but surely stood up. He then pushed me onto the bed.

"Now, I don't want you to say a word, I don't want you to make a sound. Just shut your fucking mouth and don't talk. If you do, you will be punished, understood?" I nodded my head, then... he raped me.

Louise's POV

It had been a whole day and I was getting worried, I didn't sleep at all the night before and I hadn't had much to eat. I was so tired but I wasn't going to miss a call from the police. If they found Hannah, I was going to know about it as soon as they called. I was lying on my stomach on the couch next to the phone when my mom walked in. She sat down next to me and rubbed me back.

"Louis, you need to get something to eat and then go to sleep. If they call I will tell you,ok?" She told me, but I was not going to listen to her.

"No, I want to know as soon as they call. I'm not leaving the couch to sleep, or eat, or anything stupid like that." I whined.

"Louis, you need to sleep or at least eat. I'm just as worried as you are but-"

"Obviously your not as worried as I am! You haven't gone a day without sleep, or not eaten or taken any time to just sit by the phone to wait for them to call! I don't really care if your as worried or not, but don't try to make me not. I need to know if she's ok, I need to know that she is going to come home!" I yelled at her.

"You need to calm down! I may not have spent my time sitting around by the phone, but I only got one hour of sleep last night. Not because I stayed up on purpose, but because I was worried out of my mind to the point that I couldn't sleep." She yelled back. I got up off of the couch, took the phone and walked into my room. As soon as I got there, it rang. I pick it up and it was the police.


"Is this the house hold of Hannah Tomlinson?" They asked, I got really excited because I was hoping to here they found her.


"This is the police and we would like to inform you that we may have found the house Hannah has been taken to." A smile grew on my face, I started to pace around the room.

"Can you tell me where she might be."

"Sir we will give you move information when we are completely sure she is there. That is all I can tell you but we will call you as soon as we get more information."

"Ok, thank you." I hung up the phone and lied down on my bed. I set the phone right next to me so that the next time they call I could pick up right away.


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